For the many who delighted in the Sakamoto
soundtrack scores added last year, this will
be a gift, the kind that you cry when opening
…because…because…it’s so goddamn
beautiful…no, sob…we really don’t deserve
this. Gaaaaaaagh. Sorry a bit of a melodrama
in reaction, but this solo piano release is
pretty much wired into the first skinned knee
of our collective memory banks. Wistful pedals
of reverb, stained melodies, elegant pauses…
Okay “Tong Poo” – is more upbeat, still isn’t
the title of that pathetic? “Uetax” is 20
seconds of someone shutting the piano case? On
“Prelude” is John Cage inside the piano case?
The yellow magic has turned for now to tears,
frozen tears that shine like diamonds.